The year is complete
We walked a little and went behind the opera house, into a building, We climbed up a wooden staircase and reached a door, plated with a title of Mr. Egdar's name
"Please come in."
The room was filled with books, papers, and all kinds of things. and for some reason, Mr.Edgar had two typewriters. However, my eyes were locked with the centre table decorated with flowers and roses candlelight and a wine bottle.
"Please have a seat"
He pulled the chair for me, rather nervously but I sat down. This is the first time in my life someone has ever pulled a chair for me.
"I'll be back. Please wait "
Now that I think about it I actually came here without even thinking my heart was racing I came here because
.... ........... ?do I like Mr Edgar?
Slowly, my band hand started to cover my mouth. I have never fallen for a man my whole life ............ I have never actually fallen in love at all. what is happening? I just blindly done things till this day? I can't understand a single thing. They say that if you see the person you like, your heart beats faster, but it never happened all this time.
I heard a rustle and hid myself under the table for a good spot since the tablecloth was lengthy enough to cover me.
" Mr. Moose would you ......... huh?"
empty table
no Mr. moose
no love
no future
no .........
"I am here, Mr.Edgar"
"huh? Where "
he is spinning around to find him.
"under the table. Please don't look for me. I am nervous"
"Oh, okay ......... Umm."
Please sit down Mr. Edgar.
okay.
Mr.Edgar
As soon as I sat down I felt a sudden sensation and "someone" under the table grabbed or rather placed their hands on my knees I shivered and held on to the table cloth with both hands, my body temperature was rising. Those hands were trembling when they asked me
Mr. Edgar?
Y...Yes?
do, Uh...... like I mean, do you Uh... like me?
Uh...yes (Shy)
do...you...love. me as well.
Yes, hahaha. Was I this obvious?
why ...... do you ...... like me?
ah, well, this is a long answer I must say, but I just like you, not because you are my crush, but because you have changed my life for the better. This small room, those dusty books and uncountable claps, the Fame of being the best for few hearts. This all was given to me by you.
Mr. Moose
I don't understand. I tighten my grip around his ankles, sitting on my knees, I begged for unknown.
Aha......... there, trembling fingertips are hurting more
than they should. My heart is throbbing
let me explain Mr. Moose you know the multi-national company of trading. I used to work there but I wasn't always happy to say the least despite having everything I just lacked my emotions and warm hugs of care and warmth until one day I heard the news that the smallest cafe had opened which could only have four tables inside it I went there and saw you, but It was not your face, your smile, that did the magic it was your words you said that.
"Even if this is small and not expensive or luxurious. It is mine I am happy with it and to be happy I don't need a million-dollar check but just a tinkle of a bell for a cup of coffee"
You even tinkle the bell that time. your smile was so bright, and you had such a passion in your voice that I knew that you succeeded no matter what. ......... after some time I resigned, started my own work, kept coming to you for inspiration haha, and reached a place that I never knew was for me. I say again though it is small and not branded or expensive It's warm and cosy just like you and the cafe and that tinkle of bell.
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